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  So Bad for Me

  Bad Boy Forbidden Love Romance Collection

  Copyright © 2019

  Jamie Knight –

  Your Dirty Little Secret Romance Author

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  Table of Contents

  My Father’s Best Friend’s Secret Baby

  Prologue

  Bradley

  Chapter 1

  Bradley

  Chapter 2

  Bradley

  Chapter 3

  Bradley

  Chapter 4

  Bradley

  Chapter 5

  Bradley

  Chapter 6

  Natalia

  Chapter 7

  Natalia

  Chapter 8

  Natalia

  Chapter 9

  Bradley

  Chapter 10

  Bradley

  Chapter 11

  Natalia

  Chapter 12

  Natalia

  Chapter 13

  Bradley

  Chapter 14

  Bradley

  Chapter 15

  Natalia

  Chapter 16

  Natalia

  Chapter 17

  Natalia

  Chapter 18

  Bradley

  Chapter 19

  Bradley

  Chapter 20

  Natalia

  Chapter 21

  Natalie

  Chapter 22

  Natalia

  Chapter 23

  Natalia

  Chapter 24

  Natalia

  Chapter 25

  Natalia

  Chapter 26

  Bradley

  Chapter 27

  Bradley

  Chapter 28

  Natalia

  Chapter 29

  Natalia

  Chapter 30

  Natalia

  Chapter 31

  Bradley

  Chapter 32

  Bradley

  Chapter 33

  Bradley

  Chapter 34

  Bradley

  Chapter 35

  Natalia

  Chapter 36

  Natalia

  Chapter 37

  Bradley

  Chapter 38

  Natalia

  Chapter 39

  Natalia

  Chapter 40

  Natalia

  Chapter 41

  Bradley

  Chapter 42

  Natalia

  Chapter 43

  Bradley

  Chapter 44

  Bradley

  Chapter 45

  Bradley

  Epilogue

  Natalia

  Extended Epilogue

  Natalia

  Office Pet

  Chapter One

  Reese

  Chapter Two

  Reese

  Chapter Three

  Reese

  Chapter Four

  Reese

  Chapter Five

  Reese

  Chapter Six

  Kane

  Chapter Seven

  Reese

  Chapter Eight

  Reese

  Chapter Nine

  Kane

  Chapter Ten

  Reese

  Chapter Eleven

  Kane

  Chapter Twelve

  Reese

  Chapter Thirteen

  Reese

  Chapter Fourteen

  Reese

  Chapter Fifteen

  Reese

  Chapter Sixteen

  Kane

  Chapter Seventeen

  Reese

  Chapter Eighteen

  Reese

  Chapter Nineteen

  Reese

  Chapter Twenty

  Kane

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Reese

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Kane

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Reese

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Reese

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Kane

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Kane

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Reese

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Reese

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Kane

  Chapter Thirty

  Reese

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Kane

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Reese

  Epilogue

  Reese

  Extended Epilogue

  Reese

  I Hate You, Move In

  An Enemies to Lovers Accidental Roommate Romance

  Chapter One

  Tina

  Chapter Two

  Tina

  Chapter Three

  Seth

  Chapter Four

  Seth

  Chapter Five

  Tina

  Chapter Six

  Tina

  Chapter Seven

  Seth

  Chapter Eight

  Tina

  Chapter Nine

  Tina

  Chapter Ten

  Seth

  Chapter Eleven

  Tina

  Chapter Twelve

  Seth

  Chapter Thirteen

  Tina

  Chapter Fourteen

  Seth

  Chapter Fifteen

  Seth

  Chapter Sixteen

  Tina

  Chapter Seventeen

  Seth

  Chapter Eighteen

  Tina

  Chapter Nineteen

  Seth

  Chapter Twenty

  Tina

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Seth

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Tina

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Tina

  Epilogue

  Seth

  Extended Epilogue

  Tina

  Binding His Virgin

  Chapter 1

  Melissa

  Chapter 2

  Melissa

  Chapter 3

  Jake

  Chapter 4

  Jake

  Chapter 5

  Melissa

  Chapter 6

  Jake

  Chapter 7

  Melissa

  Chapter 8

  Melissa

  Chapter 9

  Melissa

  Chapter 10

  Jake

  Epilogue

  Melissa

  Super Over You

  Chapter 1

  Olivia

  Chapter 2

  Olivia

  Chapter 3

  Olivia

  Chapter 4

  Olivia

  Chapter 5

  Olivia

  Chapter 6

  Olivia

  Chapter 7

  Olivia

  Chapter 8

  Marvin

  Chapter 9

  Marvin

  Chapter 10

  Olivia

  Chapter 11

  Olivia

  Chapter 12

  Olivia

  Chapter 13

  Marvin

  Chapter 14

  Marvin

  Chapter 15

  Olivia

  Chapter 16

  Olivia

  Chapter 17

  Marvin

  Chapter 18

  Marvin

  Chapter 19

  Oli
via

  Chapter 20

  Marvin

  Chapter 21

  Marvin

  Chapter 22

  Olivia

  Chapter 23

  Marvin

  Chapter 24

  Marvin

  Chapter 25

  Marvin

  Chapter 26

  Olivia

  Chapter 27

  Olivia

  Chapter 28

  Marvin

  Chapter 29

  Olivia

  Chapter 30

  Marvin

  Chapter 31

  Olivia

  Chapter 32

  Marvin

  Chapter 33

  Marvin

  Chapter 34

  Olivia

  Chapter 35

  Marvin

  Chapter 36

  Olivia

  Epilogue

  Olivia

  Single Mom’s Secret Baby

  A Mother’s Day Billionaire Romance

  Chapter 1

  Molly

  Chapter 2

  Molly

  Chapter 3

  Molly

  Chapter 4

  Steve

  Chapter 5

  Molly

  Chapter 6

  Steve

  Chapter 7

  Steve

  Chapter 8

  Molly

  Chapter 9

  Steve

  Chapter 10

  Molly

  Chapter 11

  Steve

  Chapter 12

  Molly

  Chapter 13

  Molly

  Chapter 14

  Molly

  Chapter 15

  Molly

  Epilogue

  Molly

  Sneak Peek of I Super Don’t

  My Father’s Best Friend’s Secret Baby

  His Secret Baby Book 1

  Copyright © 2018

  Jamie Knight –

  Your Dirty Little Secret Romance Author

  All rights reserved.

  Prologue

  Bradley

  I shouldn’t have been doing this. Shouldn’t have these thoughts about James’s daughter.

  But, she was so damn hot. And she had been practically throwing herself at me. Those hips, those lips, those eyes… it was as if she was begging me to do what I wanted, which was to bend her over my lap and spank her ass for being such a bad girl, and then thrust my dick deep inside her mouth.

  Her father James was the only good friend I had these days, and he had been ever since I so desperately needed one. After I was injured at war and discharged from duty, he’d taken me to his house and let me stay with him even though he had only been my commanding officer. We’d grown close, both due to the gratefulness I’d felt for him and the bond we’d shared as he’d helped me get back on my feet.

  Fucking his daughter was no way to repay him for his kindness— even though it was clear she wanted me to take her for her very first time. Sure, she was an adult and seemed to know exactly what she wanted— which was very obviously me. And I wanted to take her— every which way I could.

  From behind, while she was on all fours calling out my name and I was pulling her hair. From on top, while I was looking into those pretty eyes she liked to bat so innocently at me. From underneath her, so that she could spread those legs wide and let me all the way into her tiny, tight, wet little pussy.

  I couldn’t do it. Could I? It could have all sorts of negative consequences. James would no doubt kick me out of his house. And what if I knocked her up? She had her whole life ahead of her, and mine had just been unexpectedly derailed.

  I had to fucking control myself. But could I? Not with those curvy hips of hers walking in front of me, while she was dressed only in her bikini, begging me to come for a swim with her. Swim with her? I wanted to swim in her. And I always got what I wanted.

  Chapter 1

  Bradley

  “Hope the chicken isn't too spicy for you,” said James, looking over at me while I absentmindedly scraped my food around on my plate. I was so lost in thought, I almost forgot where I was.

  I was still trying to process everything. So much had happened. I knew that, all things considered, I was very lucky. Too bad that lucky felt so fucking shitty.

  I shifted in my chair to try to relieve some of the pressure from my hip. I winced at a sharp pain shooting from my toes up my leg.

  I had been an aircraft mechanic in the Air Force for about eighteen years. Some people have looked at that as “not shit” since I wasn't in direct combat much, but for me, it let me do what I loved while still serving our country.

  I was a self-taught mechanic, learning everything I knew as a young kid working on the cars of friends, family, neighbors, basically anyone within a ten-mile radius who would let me near their car. People would remark with amazement when their car was fixed using little or no parts, and drove better than it had before it needed work done on it. News traveled fast about the teenage boy who could fix cars and did it for next to nothing, sometimes even for free.

  I vividly remember a lady walking up to my house, looking nervous and afraid.

  “B-Br-Brad?” she asked quietly.

  “'Yeah,” I said. “What can I do for you?”

  Wringing her hands and glancing around nervously, she continued, but in a language I did not understand. It wasn’t Spanish or French or any of the languages I’d heard in school. Might’ve been Hungarian.

  “I’m sorry, ma’am…” I remember extending out my hand slowly, with caution.

  She was so scared. It was then I realized her body was wrapped in some unusual garment I’d never seen before. I couldn’t tell if it was one of those fashionista things or one of those National Geographic things. The sadness in her eyes touched my heart.

  “C-Caaar? Car? Help?” she asked in an unsure voice.

  “Sure, I'll help you. Let me give you a ride to wherever your car is.”

  As I said it, I made a motion with one of my arms as if I was using a steering wheel to drive, while gesturing at her with my other arm to come with me. She understood what I was saying and lit up right away, smiling.

  We drove the mile to where her car was and I saw what was wrong right away. Her car had overheated and needed coolant. I drove her over to the gas station and she bought some. I put it in her car, had her start the car, and after a few minutes, her engine sounded better and she was ready to go.

  “Tank you,” she said, bowing her head deeply, holding my teenaged hand between her two hands, clasped as if in prayer.

  “You're welcome.”

  She looked up into my eyes, hers welling with emotion. “God… God repay you,” she said.

  “It's okay. Really. I'm just glad that I could help,” I told her.

  I saw two car seats in the back of her car and wondered where her children were. I didn't bother asking her. But, I was happy that I could help.

  That was when I realized that my interest in being a mechanic was more than just a hobby. I wanted to make it my profession.

  I worked hard and put myself through trade school, paying for it by working at a fast food joint. Those were long, hard days, going to school during the day and working at night. Sheer will got me through those nights when the restaurant was slow.

  But, I knew that if I had any hopes of doing anything with my life, I would have to keep going. I came from a dirt-poor family. Most of them had barely gotten through grade school, let alone had any real profession to speak of.

  So, when I graduated from trade school as a mechanic, I felt like I was on top of the fucking world. Unfortunately, though, there weren't very many opportunities in the town where I lived. And I didn’t have the money to pack up and move.

  When an Air Force recruiter came around and asked if I wanted to join, I signed up right away. I knew that this was it—my ticket to freedom.

  And I was right. Being a mechanic in the Air Force opened my eyes to a whole n
ew world. Honestly, it was an entirely new level of existence. I never even knew anyone who worked that hard, with focus, in order to accomplish—and to be accomplished—as the guys in my unit did.

  I’d kind of always been a bit of a daredevil. I just couldn’t “keep my booty still,” as my old great-aunt Birdie diagnosed at my fifteenth birthday party. (It was a great time—we were jumping off the roof into a kiddie pool filled high with shredded foam from a mattress I’d ripped up by hand.) I didn’t like trouble, you see, I just had a nose for action—a thrill for the outdoors, that sort of thing.

  So when I discovered that I had this natural bent for fixing things, I was so excited. I was also relieved—my brain could be the one making me a living, not my brawn or bravado. I mean, sure, being a mechanic involved using my hands and muscles, too, but working on planes also involved figuring out problems and thinking about the best way to fix things.

  This new direction of mine was a major step up for my family. It meant I might live to see old age, unlike practically every male in my bloodline.

  Plus, none of us had ever served our country in the Armed Forces. Me joining up was an even bigger step forward for us. For me personally, joining up meant my freewheeling, garage experiment antics might have a constructive, positive outlet while I learned more skills and grew in my abilities.

  More, I completely relished the traveling part of Air Force life. Mercy, the world had never seemed so big. Or beautiful, honestly.

  Obviously, combat was what it was. But as things changed in all those long years, I found newer and cooler methods to indulge my thrill-seeking ways. When I was a kid, I never would’ve imagined rock climbing in the Swiss Alps would be just one of the many adventures life brought me.

  But most of all, I loved the culture of performance. Of excellence. Oh, of course, there were jerks, wimps and assholes, as there are in all aspects of life, but I had the best of luck in all my deployments. The people around me inspired like nobody’s business. And so, that was my world, a world where I had a place, a duty and a status no one could take away from me.

  That world all came crashing down, though, when I got into an accident that forced me to retire.

  Chapter 2

  Bradley

  To this day, I could still smell the diesel fuel burning from my seat in the cockpit. That day, everything felt wrong. I remember telling everyone that I felt like I had woken up on the wrong side of the bed. They just laughed and told me to shake it off, thinking that maybe the thought of going up in the air that day was starting to get to me. That wasn't it, but at the same time, I couldn't quite say what it was that was bothering me.

  When the shots rang out and I heard the metal pings of the plane being shot, I knew that that was what that feeling had been. A sick dread filled me as I watched everything seem to move in slow motion.